this is so goofy 😭
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Everything and Everyone They were okay in the beginning How do you expect me To Calm Down?! The-Thi-This Fucking Ass Killer! HIS NAME IS-
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A note was taped onto the Camera's Lens..
'-THE PUPPETEER...
Next Day ~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd Person POV Balloon walked to the Basement, Where he was sure only HE knew existed. He Hugged Himself tighter, It's okay Balloon! The Thought said in Suitcase's Voice, Cold Tears Rolled down his Face and Slowly to his arms as he walked down the endless stairs.
He Flipped the light, It may Not have Cleared up the whole room but it was Enough For Balloon. He Sat On The Fake Grass that was Lying Down on the Dark Orange Floor. Staring at The Dark Wall Blocked By The Staircase, Everyone Gets Comfort, Why not me? Harsh Voices Piled in His Brain, He Covered his ears as More Tears Dropped. An Small puddle forming and creating his Reflection. Why?! WhyWhyWhyWhy Her? ANYONE BUT HER! IS THIS MY FAULT? WAS THIS BECAUSE OF THAT SHITTY SEASON?! He Squeezed his eyes Shut, Sobbing Quietly to himself. STOP BEING SO DRAMATIC BALLOON!
He Was Interrupted By an Sound of.. Tying? Balloon Stood up Trembly, Then Looking For The Sound. He walked to the dark wall in front of him, he Brushed His Hands Around the Cold Walls, Meeting an Doorknob not too long.
Balloon Hesitated to Twist it Open, But Curiosity Controlled him when he heard An Metal Banging From Behind. He Fearfully Turned the knob,
His Mouth Dropped and More of His Tears Fell, (Michelle 😎)
There was Test Tube and Suitcase, The Two had Their Limbs Tied into an String with Nothing at The End. He Looked away, Wiping his tears before observing the Room more,
It looked like it was from an Doll maker, Then From an Woodworker? He Opened one of the drawers, it was full of small square papers, The second had Strings And Stitches, The Third had.. Marionettes?
He Checked Each drawer, Which almost each had the same things. He sighed So much for being able to help- ~~~~~~~~~~~ Balloon POV So much for being able to help- I suddenly Someone choke me, My Vision slowly Getting Blurrier. They Grabbed Something in the 2nd.. Drawer? I Felt a Poke on my lip, I try to open my mouth to scream but was covered back again. THEY'RE STITCHING MY MOUTH! I Try to move around, But They Already Finished the stitch and Threw me to the ground. "I Had To Shut You Up." Wa-Wait.. Is That?! He Giggled and ran away, Slamming the door shut as his footsteps faded to the silence of the room.
I Sat Up, Feeling my mouth, H-He Stitched.. I wanted to scream I wanted to cry I wanted to yell I wanted to help I wanted to swear I wanted to sob I Wanted To Die.
Tears Fell, My Balance was unsteady when I stood up, I Dashed out and Ran The Stairs. The Bright Lights Blinded me as soon as I got to the hallway, Where..WHERE DO I GO?! I Ran to the directions of the clinic, Panicking Every time I almost trip.
I Slammed the door open, Soon Passing Out Because of how much I ran.
"OMGA! WHAT DO I DO?!" "CALL THE OTHErs!.." Plain Black. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
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